"Get out of the way!" Xiang Yang decided to strike first, pulled Xiang Xueyi's hand, pulled out the Cold Spirit Sword from behind, and rushed out of the door, the Cold Spirit Sword was pointed at by the blade, unstoppable, although this group of warriors had a lot of power, but they couldn't stop such an attack on Xiang Yang, and they were quickly cut a gap by Xiang Yang after retreating, and Xiang Yang took this opportunity to escape.

In this short battle, Xiang Yang was surprised to find that now that he had so many black spirits, his combat power was far stronger than before, and even more than twice as strong as when he was in the martial arts world, this was really incredible, this black spirit was really powerful.

"Don't let him run away, Mr. Zhaoyou, it's up to you. Seeing Xiang Yang so powerful, the middle-aged man saw that he was about to rush out of the auction hall, and his heart was flustered, so he hurriedly shouted to a certain place, he knew that Xiang Yang must not be allowed to leave the auction hall.

Xiang Yang took this Xiang Xueyi all the way out, and soon he was about to reach the door, at this time, the gate had already been closed by the auction venue, Xiang Yang thought that if he used the Cold Spirit Sword, he should be able to forcibly break through this gate.

Just when Xiang Yang wanted to forcibly rush out, there was a flash of light and shadow in front of the gate, and then a young warrior appeared, only to see him with a spear horizontally, quietly looking at Xiang Yang, and standing motionless in front of the gate.

"Stop, you can't leave. The young warrior said lightly, his eyes fluctuating too much.

"That's not easy to say!" Xiang Yang's eyes lit up, and it seemed that this young man was by no means simple.

"Before you are caught, let me introduce myself, I am the guest guardian of this auction house, Zhaoyou, unfortunately, you let me make a move, and it is also a blessing for you to be able to fight me. Zhaoyou said with some self-absorption, Xiang Yang twitched the corners of his mouth when he heard it, how could anyone boast of himself like this, this person is really a little narcissistic, but people who dare to be so narcissistic must not be small, when they are in the martial arts world, Xiang Yang uses the opponent's realm momentum and true element strength to judge the strength of the opponent, and in the Tower of Babel, due to some special rules, Xiang Yang can't see the opponent's strength clearly, and this situation is the most terrifying, and he can't make the most accurate judgment of strength and weakness if he can't know the enemy.

Judging from the tone of this young martial artist named Zhaoyou, this person should be a master here, and he is also the top one, can he really run away? Xiang Yang's heart suddenly had a burst of doubt, but then he thought about it, if he couldn't run away, everything would be over, so if he couldn't run away, he had to run, but with Xiang Xueyi, Xiang Yang couldn't use the Thunder Shadow Step to escape by himself, and the only way to win was to defeat Zhaoyou head-on, there was no other way.

Xiang Yang's eyes were unprecedentedly solemn, he held the Cold Spirit Sword in his hand, his palms were already overflowing with sweat, this battle was really about survival, he didn't dare to have any carelessness, once he failed, it would be a catastrophe.

"Next, let me finish you gorgeously, look at the moves, and swim the dragon marksmanship!" Zhaoyou's hand spear flashed, and then a dragon roared out, and the spear even transformed into a flying dragon straight towards Yang.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect, Slash!" Xiang Yang saw the power of this spear and did not dare to slack off, and directly performed a blow with the blessing of the Ten Thousand Swords Returning Sect, and the cold spirit sword in Xiang Yang's hand burst out with unprecedented light, and then he slashed at the spear with his sword.

Unexpectedly, when Xiang Yang's sword peak just touched the flying dragon, it only froze for a moment and completely defeated the flying dragon, and then Xiang Yang's body flew straight towards Zhaoyou.

"This, this, what kind of thing!" Zhaoyou's eyes widened, he didn't expect that the dragon marksmanship that he relied on to become famous, and had defeated countless strong people, was actually cracked by this kid with a sword, what the hell is going on, at this time, Zhaoyou actually had doubts about his strength, looking at the figure in his pupils that was getting clearer and clearer, Zhaoyou actually had fear in the depths of his mind, he was definitely not this person's opponent!

When Xiang Yang slashed the flying dragon with a sword, he actually had an unbelievable feeling, didn't this person look so good? Wasn't the momentum so great just now? Did he just say that he wanted to end himself? Why is he so weak?

Although thinking about these doubts in his heart, his body still rushed forward with the sword momentum towards Zhaoyou, and Zhaoyou saw Xiang Yang rushing over, with a frightened look, he carried the greatest strength to stand up, the spear and sword collided together, Zhaoyou's spear was directly cut off, just when the sword was about to cut him, Xiang Yang hurriedly retracted the sword blade, just kicked Zhaoyou away, Zhaoyou fell heavily on the ground like a kite that had dropped the line, and he fainted with a roll of his eyes.

And at this time, the middle-aged man in the auction hall had already seen this scene in his eyes, and his eyes showed a look of shock, this Zhaoyou was really a powerhouse in the middle of the Heaven Realm when he first entered the Tower of Babel, and he had been a guest guard in the auction hall for a long time, and the black spirits on his body were as many as 300,000, which should be far more than this kid, but even with so many black spirits, how could he still be defeated by one move, what the hell is going on? He has already investigated this kid clearly, but he is just a guy who has just entered the Tongtian Spirit Pagoda, and when he registered, he was a cultivator in the late stage of entering the Heaven Realm, this kind of strength should not be Zhaoyou's opponent, what is the problem?

What this middle-aged man didn't expect was that this Xiang Yang had already defeated the heroes in the Douwu Hall when he was at the peak of the spiritual vein, and successively defeated the masters of the Heavenly Realm and won the martial arts championship of the Douwu Palace, although there was some luck in this, but Xiang Yang was by no means a martial artist who could be measured according to the realm, and later Xiang Yang relied on the Panlong Needless Fruit to successfully break through the realm of entering the sky, and directly reached the realm of the later stage, at that time, Xiang Yang had to measure himself even if he was a strong man in the Shenhai Realm, and now he has been blessed by 110,000 black spirits, and his strength far exceeds that when the martial arts world just entered the Tower of Babel, At this time, Xiang Yang is probably already an invincible opponent in the territory of the Ordinary Shenhai, how can this Zhaoyou be compared?

At this time, Xiang Yang didn't plan to leave, the battle just now let him know that the martial artists in this auction hall were not so powerful, and at this time, Xiang Yang showed a smile at the corner of his mouth, and walked towards the middle-aged man step by step.

"Say, won't you let me go?" Xiang Yang said playfully.

"Hehe, it was just a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding, we are also thinking about Childe. The middle-aged man was by no means a simple task, and he knew that it was impossible for him to stop Xiang Yang now, so he immediately put on a smile and said.

"Oh, are you sending someone to stop me or are you doing it for me?" Xiang Yang sneered.

"Oh, you don't know, Childe, in the Tower of Babel, there are a lot of villains, and they will rob them, so we also want to see if Childe has the strength to protect himself, and then send someone to protect him. The middle-aged man looked very sincere and said, Xiang Yang looked at it with a feeling of disgust, this acting is very good.

"Okay, I won't pursue you today, don't mess with me in the future, let's go our separate ways. Xiang Yang closed his eyes slightly and said lightly, retracting the Cold Spirit Sword into its scabbard.

"Yes, yes, son, you go slowly. The middle-aged man saw that Xiang Yang already had the intention of leaving, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, if Xiang Yang opened a killing ring in the auction hall, it would be terrible, even if the escort team intervened later, I am afraid it would be too late, and now there is no major incident, so it is better for everyone to reconcile or reconcile.

Xiang Yang didn't say much more, pulled Xiang Xueyi and left, he knew that the main reason why this auction house let him leave was because of strength, if he was not defeated by Zhaoyou, then he would already not know where he died, this Babel Tower is even darker than the martial world, it is full of chaos, and there is no complete system corresponding to the martial world, if you want to survive here, strength is the most important thing.

"Master, you were so powerful just now. Xiang Xueyi looked at Xiang Yang, there seemed to be stars in her eyes, in the danger just now, she was frightened and panicked for a while, but when she saw that the master shook the enemy back with a sword, and finally let the auction house compromise, she worshiped this master even more for a while.

"Haha, let's go. Xiang Yang said with a smile, after this fight, Xiang Yang already roughly knew the approximate extent of his strength, with the Cold Spirit Sword and the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect, I am afraid that ordinary people are helpless against him, Xiang Yang originally thought that the martial artists in this Babel Tower were so powerful, but after the real fight, he found that these people were just like this, and it was true that many things in the world were experienced by themselves to know what it was, and it was easy to make wrong judgments based on conjecture alone.

Xiang Yang is very excited in his heart now, after getting 110,000 black spirits, Xiang Yang's strength is more than several times stronger than when he was 1,000 black spirits before, and he can even defeat Zhaoyou with one blow, this feeling of strength is so cool, he can more and more understand why countless martial artists have become stronger even if they fight for their lives, this kind of temptation is not something that ordinary people can resist.

Afterwards, Xiang Yang and Xiang Xueyi left the auction hall and prepared to go back to the inn to rest, because Xiang Yang felt that Xue Yi was a little tired because of some surprise, and he didn't have anything to do, but he couldn't help but care about the feelings of a girl who had not yet cultivated martial arts.

At first, Xiang Xueyi was a little resistant to resting alone, but at Xiang Yang's insistence, she had to obey, when she lay on the bed, she fell asleep quickly, and there was even a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, Xiang Yang looked at the sleeping Xue Yi and smiled, so much like Feixue when she was a child.

Suddenly, a letter flew in from the window, Xiang Yang's eyes were sharp, and he took the letter with a leap of his body, and then opened the letter gently.